the direction of a cut
grafted to the root of which lies in the death of something that eats
fiber
tired because if there is no place
only one remains perplexed.
also ardently is ashes in the act
now if you open your wrists
means love for there to be
nullify the constant features of the drawings I
implodes in the bolus
acts of dead skin
we really deserve to have a world
when just returning to the body
sacred memory?
can
immunity does not exist. Grace
it is drying in the act in which the bile
bite
blood on the day that I lose
deaf
distances are not always the same
the things that we are only words
discharged.
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